At this point, the sound of the instrument running in one place, accompanied by the sound of the researcher manipulating the machine, echoed throughout the room, mixed with some kind of animal-like cry, which sounded a little creepy.

But the people who work here seem to have become numb to this, and they work as usual, and the atmosphere in this cold laboratory sealed by metal of unknown material seems a little solemn.

A man in a white coat who looked like a doctor was standing in front of the test table, with a gas mask on his face, and judging by the curvature of his head, he was supposed to be staring at the monitor in front of him.

He was holding a folder in his hand, looking at the changing data on the display, and he was still lowering his head and writing and drawing on the A4 paper in the folder, as if he was recording something.

Everyone in the laboratory behind him was in a hurry, and the expressions on their faces were a little solemn, and they seemed to become faster as they passed by him.

As he lowered his head to record the data, a researcher, also dressed in white, walked quickly to his side, opened the folder in his hand, and displayed it in front of him.

"Doctor, the situation is a little unoptimistic, the samples in the first sample room are somewhat abnormal, and the data fluctuates greatly. ”

But the expression on the face of the researcher wearing a mask is indistinct, and only his brow can be seen, and it can be judged from his tone that the situation is indeed not very good.

Sure enough, after listening to his report, the person who was called the doctor was directly furious: "What's the matter! What about the staff on duty in the No. 1 sample room? Didn't they explain that they should take good care of these samples!"

"I've contacted the staff on duty, and they all said that the sample data changed all of a sudden, and after a sharp rise to a value, it started to fluctuate. ”

The researcher had apparently come here after investigating everything, as if he knew the doctor's temper, and as if he was angry with him, so he was not surprised.

"Let them not let up for a moment, keep an eye on the fluctuations of these data, and report to me immediately if there is any abnormality or sign of mitigation. ”

Looking at the analysis of the data reports on the folder handed over by the researcher, he quickly fell into deep thought.

Due to the gas mask he was wearing, the researcher was unable to observe his current expression, and after seeing that he did not speak for a long time, he stepped back and went to Sample Room 1 to explain the precautions.

It's not standing in front of the display screen, just looking at the data in your hand, the pen in your hand is getting tighter and tighter, and the green tendons bulging out of your hand due to excessive force can be clearly seen.

Boom!

He suddenly slammed the folder in his hand on the lab bench in front of him, circled around the various operating tables in the lab, and after throwing a tantrum at the researchers, he walked out.

After entering the fingerprint, the sensor door immediately opened, and the outside was still a metal isolated passage, which did not look like a laboratory.

It's like some kind of secret base.

He walked some distance forward and turned into a small door on the right, which had a small glass window through which he could see the inside of the door.

When he came out, he had already removed the gas mask and replaced it with a medical mask, still unable to see his face clearly, so he made a name for himself and walked for a long time in the labyrinth-like laboratory before reaching the exit of the laboratory.

It was a long staircase, and unlike the brightly lit lab, which looked black, he took a flashlight out of his pocket and turned it on, and walked up with the light.

Above the laboratory was an ordinary house, and when he opened the door, the noisy noise outside came into his ears, and he squinted his eyes and cherished his breath, as if he was not used to the world on the ground.

At this time, night has fallen, probably people have already left work, the street looks very lively, and the street lamps on both sides of the road are working dutifully.

He just stood outside the door and looked at the street, when suddenly his eyes stopped on the front of a shop across the road, there was a child, and he was standing quietly outside the window.

"What are you doing here, little friend?" he whispered, as if trying to disguise his voice as loving, but at night, it sounded a little scary.

I don't know if it was because he was startled by his voice, or because someone suddenly crouched down beside him, the child was startled and took two steps back before daring to look up at him.

"Uncle, are you a doctor?" Probably misled by the white coat he was wearing, the child looked at him as if he was not so afraid.

He looked at the child, and when he talked about the doctor, he realized that this was a life in front of him, a living life, and his eyes looked at something wrong, and he stretched out his hand towards the child.

The child was so frightened by him that he stepped back, looked at his black eyes, and turned and ran away as if he realized the danger.

It's just that he was still a step slower, he didn't run out at all, he was grabbed by his arm, and even his mouth was covered, he wanted to struggle, and his neck suddenly hurt, like why he pricked it, but he gradually lost his strength, and even his consciousness gradually blurred.

The doctor glanced around, slipped the syringe in his pocket, picked up the child in front of him, and walked towards the basement before, his eyes glinting with excitement.

And the pedestrians on the street didn't notice the abnormal situation here, just thought that the bear child was stubborn and was taught a lesson by the parents.

For Jones, who has always been concerned about Elsa and their situation, Cheng Qingxue's disappearance and escape is really not good news, and the direct consequence of his unhappiness is that the person on the other end of the phone was scolded with a split head and a face.

"How did you let that woman run away, didn't you explain it to you, so that you can take a good look at her?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to say something to ease Jones's anger, but his words were undoubtedly inflammatory

Oil.

"Organization? You still dare to tell me about the organization! When you were looking for someone at that time, you asked you to find something more reliable, and you must be foolproof, and you promised me that you would do things well, and as a result, you will see what kind of straw bag you were looking for! You can't even look at a woman! I really don't know what use I want you to do!"

No, listening to the explanation of the person opposite, Jones hung up the phone directly, he was in a very unhappy mood now, he couldn't be happy to see anything, and the mountains of papers on the table made him even more irritable.

This Elsa has always been against him, that Cheng Qingxue is not a fuel-efficient lamp, this time he spent a lot of money to hire someone to prepare for so long, he originally thought that this time was foolproof, but he didn't expect that he failed again, how could this make him not angry.

The documents in front of him were spread out for a long time, but not a page was turned, Jones's mind had long since drifted away, he was planning what to do next time, and he definitely couldn't send someone out to be embarrassed like this time.

(End of chapter)

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